1. These are the resolves of my reproach that separate
The heads from the necks, if reproached

2. One with ambition, his chest filled
If it comes out from his chest, the earth can barely contain it, restless

3. When he rises for generosity or meanness, rarely
Does he run clouds or rocks up a mountain

4. He rages the ground with sparks and dew with dew
If he smiles for kindness or frowns